"Which moment?" Megan laughed helplessly. "When most of my friends lost their powers and died? Or when the school blew up and Cyclops sent us all home? Oh, I know, what about after we'd moved out to San Francisco and Norman Osborn and the government decided to kill us all, so we had to move out to an island? Or, I know, all that time weirdness with a baby from Alaska going into the future and then coming back and getting even more people killed." She'd already told Ms. Pryde about Nightcrawler. She wasn't in the mood to tell the story twice.
She shook her head. "If I were the one to go back and try to fix things? I wouldn't even know where to start."